 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 strani
...winds deflowered, Till the seent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavywinged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear,and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or hird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 strani
...winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass. Rain-awakened...Joyous and clear and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 strani
...winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves. 1. Teach us, sprite or bird, \Yrhat sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 strani
...winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves. (qS 4&# k짥 J: W K K f) 1 L #g5t d Ӭ A 3h4 bC - p Y o h Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 strani
...rose embowered In its own green leaves, By warm winds deflowered Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves. XII....clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. XIII. Teach me, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard* Praise of love or wine That... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 strani
...grass, whick screen it from the view. XI. By warm winds deflowered Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves. XII....ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surf ass. XIII. Teach me, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 strani
...winds deflowered Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass Teach me, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 strani
...winds deflowered Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thievea Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass Teach me, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or. wine... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 strani
...deflowered Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves. XTI. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened...clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. XIII. Teach me, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise of love or wine 1\\&i... | |
 | Sarah Margaret Ossoli (march.) - 1846 - 182 strani
...winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet, those heavy-winged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened...Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise of love or wine... | |
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Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. 
